The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
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Andre clasped his wife's hand tightly, bringing Irma into the house where they would later live.

"Welcome to our room!" Andre opened the door and let Irma in.

"Thank you" replied Irma, as she entered the room she had just stepped on for the first time.

Irma's eyes scan every corner of the room dominated by the color of ash and skyblue. A spacious room with a bathroom inside, as Andre had said and became the man's reason for Irma to follow him. Then, Irma's beautiful netra turned to the big size bed that made her so stunned, even her eyeballs to the point of being moved by Andre's treatment that always made her feel so special.

Andre's smile expands when he sees Irma who is staring at the bed above which there is a sprinkling of roses that form the inscription 'I❤U. He who just finished locking the door immediately approached the wife and hugged her from behind.

"I Love You" whispered Andre in Irma's ear so affectionate.

"Love you too" Irma replied, shyly.

"Do you like it?"

Irma just nodded. Of course he likes, even really likes. In his previous marriage, he had never gotten treated as such.

"Truly like?" asked Andre again who was still hugging Irma from behind.

"Yes, Mas. Thank you." Thank you."

"Then try the bed! Still like it or change your mind?" Suddenly Andre unraveled his hug, then carried the wife ala bridal style.

"Why would you like to do something? Get me down!" Irma was shocked by Andre's actions.

"Nyobain mattress! The mattress was replaced yesterday. I don't know either, soft or not. We try it together," replied Andre with a wide grin that continued to adorn his lips.

"Huh?" Next to Irma's eyes narrowed with her upper lip slightly raised when she heard the husband's nagging answer.

"I think your hearing is still very good, dear."

"But I can walk, Mom." Irma's mouth protested, but her body agreed to Andre's actions. In fact, Irma's hands have been coiled around her husband's neck since Andre lifted her body.

"Let's kayak in the movies." The smile never faded, continuing to be etched on Andre's face. His feet also stepped with eyes that did not stop staring at the face of the idol of the heart, until the slice was fixed on the boneless chewy meat with a tempting red color. "Well, right?" Andre's head continued to bow.Without waiting for Irma's answer, he immediately landed a kiss on the lips of the wife. "I love you" said Andre.

Got a kiss and love again, making Irma blushed again. Irma's face immediately reddened, and it made Andre want to do more than a kiss. Andre also re-attached his lips, but now not just stick. He's passing on that red chewy. Enjoy the sweetness of things that have been imagined for so long in every waking and sleeping Andre. Both of them enjoy each other's lips, until without feeling Irma's body is on a bed that is as fragrant as a rose.

"How's it?" andre asked as soon as he let go of the link between them.

"How's what?"

"The mattress," replied Andre with eyes that still continue to stare intensely at the wife.

Realizing that he was on the mattress, Irma also released her hands that were still faithfully coiled around Andre's neck. "Enak" answered Irma, timidly.

"What's good, the bed or the kiss?" Andre raised his eyebrows, teasing the woman still in his cage and managed to get a pinch from Irma quite hard. "Aww...why was it pinched?" Spontaneous, Andre immediately woke up while holding a pinched stomach while complaining of pain.

Irma who saw Andre continued to hold her stomach, was immediately overwhelmed with guilt. He got up and sat down next to Andre. "sorry. Must be a taut, huh? Where's that sick?" asked Irma while stroking the part she had pinched.

"The one who is sick is not there" Andre said in a clear voice.

"Then?" Irma looking.

"The feeling was pinned there," replied Irma, but no doubt he obeyed Andre's words.

Irma's hand went down, stroking Andre's stomach at the bottom. However, the man still said wrong and asked for Irma's hand to go down, until the woman's hand stopped somewhere.

"Ah, you're mode!" Aware of being bullied by her husband, Irma immediately distanced her hand from something she had just accidentally held, then hit the man who was laughing at her. Again and again Andre managed to tease him, making Irma's lips automatically pursed.

"This mode is halal, Ma'am. No one will be angry, even get windfall." Andre showed off his teeth, then embraced the wife who was still silent.

"Mister, angry?" andre asked when he found Irma still silent.

Irma shook her head. Got a million attention and love from Andre, making fear come to his heart. Irma let go of the hand that was still holding her and tightly grasped the hand.

"If you're bored with me, you say, yes!" said Irma with the position of the body facing each other with Andre.

"What do you mean?"

"Honestly, I'm still scared. If at any time you also leave me because of my shortcomings." Without feeling the tears Irma returned to drip. "If you find someone worthy of you later, you tell me frankly. Don't play behind my back! Let me go."

Andre cupped the wet face, trying to dive into the feeling of Irma who suddenly turned sad "I will never leave you. I love you and I will love you at all times" Andre said confidently. "Is this because of mom?" ask Andre later.

Before entering the room, Andre and Irma accidentally cross paths with Rita. Rita did not speak anything, but from the look of her eyes it could be seen clearly that the woman still could not accept Irma. In fact, Rita had to throw her face when Irma smiled and greeted her.

"Not." Irma shook her head.

"If so, never think that way. I will never leave you, unless death separates you. I only want to get married once in a lifetime. Live every time with you until you get old. Don't ever talk about it again!" Andre brought Irma into his arms.

Long enough, the two hugged each other, until Irma's condition calmed down again.

"Sir, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. If I don't want to be with God, I've wanted to do it for a long time. Now it's legal, can be unboxing, right?" ask Andre when Irma's condition has improved.

"Now?" ask Irma.

"Yes. What, you're not ready yet?"

"It's not like that but there are still a lot of people, you know, at home."

"What's the problem? We're just both inside. Yes, yes!" Andre is a little pushy.

"We haven't had a shower yet. My body is sticky as dry." Irma tried to find an excuse.

"Then take a shower. We add the dry."

Irma could not answer anymore, her tongue suddenly twisted. Imagining something he had never done in a long time, made him meet in red.

"Not answering means yes" Andre said again.

Andre kissed Irma's lips again. The longer the usual kiss demands more. Andre's hand gently stroked Irma's back, then pulled the body even more attached to her body while deepening the game of her lips and tongue. Irma who had previously searched for a thousand reasons, compensated for the union of their saliva. That tongue and lip play is how they enjoy it.

With the lips still clinging to each other, slowly Andre's hand removed the pentul needle from the wife's veil and threw the veil away. Then, his hand turned to the back of Irma's body, unzipping the dress zipper that his wife was wearing. However, suddenly Andre released a link from the two, even the zipper that was opened was not yet perfectly open.

"I'll go to the bathroom first. Stomach pain!" said Andre while running towards the bathroom, leaving Irma who was already hot cold by his actions.